I need some inconsistency

An amalgamation of content: the aim not to politicise, but exercise. I'll think aloud about politics, technology, current news, as well as being a gay boy and what that really entails.

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

He rocks and sways to a private beat, tapping an oversized shoe along to the rhythm in his head. As he stands there, sheltered from the sun by an immense awning flying high above, his afro of hair buffeted by a breeze sweeping the platform.
Looking up to watch the passing vehicle he sees a girl in an upper window and clicks his fingers to her, attracting her attention. She acknowledges him and he blows her a kiss through the air. For although they are each surrounded by others, the pair indulge in a private moment, oblivious to the activity going on around them.
As her bus draws away from where he stands he lowers his eyes, eyelashes feeling the air rush past, then glances back at her for one last moment. Then she's gone, out of sight and he turns to his friend and laughs. She remains on the bus, driving away...

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